Monday, March 5, 2012

I'm back for Rachel Harrie's Second Campaigner Challenge of her Fourth Campaign. There are a number of ways a writer could enter this challenge and this is what I chose to do: Write a story/poem in five sentences, each sentence based on one of the prompts. The dystopian theme reflects a genre I don't currently write in.Although the task I chose didn't come with a word count limit, I challenged myself further by making this five-sentence flash fiction piece 200 words.

You can read all the entries by clicking here. Feel free to “like” my story on Rachael’s Linky List- I am #35.____________________________________________________________________

THE ENDING AND THE PROLOGUE

Weeks after the nuclear thundershower of meteorites hit, Aiden and Evelyn cuddled beneath the remainder of the bridge, their backs against a column left standing, and they realized it wasn’t so bad having a gash on a leg and a torrent of muddy water rain down on one of their heads.

Thunder sounded in the black sky before signs came for the two sole survivors: lightning flashed, its design twisted like fluorescent wire so it looked like a star or cross, and then a seagull cawed three times, commanding new life.

Fortunately, the two came from good gene pools so though he was a mathlete, and she, a star gymnast, their kisses easily escalated into the release of tension they kept bottled up inside since the day the first meteorite, resembling a frosted pear, plummeted from the sky onto their biology teacher’s spoon, his limbs and body bursting into smithereens seconds later.

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Cynthia is a writer, a kidlit connoisseur, and a member of SCBWI. Born and raised in San Francisco, she currently lives in the Bay Area with her dear husband and children. Cynthia has a background in teaching English, pouncing on unsuspecting dessert tables, and waiting in line for book releases at midnight.